Beautifully Unfinished

Through life, so many roads lead to nowhere but does that mean we can’t enjoy the journey?

So many stories beautifully unwritten, but does that mean they never happened? Were never lived?

All of You are my scars and I have learned to love each and every one, each a reminder of the beautiful disaster from which it came. Our Stories are not ghost stories; they are just beautifully unfinished moments in time.

You are the lessons from which I learn and the rings of growth upon my heart. Loving you was the journey leading me to a future where hope wasn’t just a dream.

A future in which someone was waiting for me, my final chapter love.

They say getting older is getting wiser. I wouldn’t say I’m much wiser, but I am more grateful, thankful for the roads that led me to the edges of my mind, off the cliff and back again. I am thankful for the pain we shared, and I am sorry for my part.

So…

To all my beautifully unfinished moments,

I thank you.

Now it’s time for me to close the book and enjoy living my next chapter.

My final chapter, with my final chapter love.